This painting I did is a memory of a painting I had seen when I WAS much younger. i KNOW it is not close enough to the original for any kind of plagerism. It was of horses running, not running from something but just doing it because they are happy. That is how I felt today....happy, i believe because the sun was shining. It was warm enough to sit outside for awhile in my chair. The air was so fresh. Every spring for many years I get the urge to move....where this comes from I do not know/ it really is ridiculous, so would I want to move or want to run, and would it be run to or run from.....theres probably a story in there somewhere....maybe a little therapy, however life is enough therapy for me. Besides I watch Oprah.
She had a really good show on today, it was about how couples are dealing with the recession...pretty much it was keep the communication going and be committed to getting through things together.One woman talked about how she felt when she lost her job, as if she no longer had an identity. I can understand this as when I had to go on a disability due to my illness, I remember the first time someone asked me what I did and I was so ashamed. I have learned alot since then, that i am valuable without me working and its a fulltime workload being at home, especially when you are having a bad day. I also learnt that I don't have a need for material things anymore or the use. Oh I do have my treasures, box of crafts, soapstone, old cards and letters, etc. I realized I was not my job, I was me without it. I did not need a job to identify me.....that was one of the most valuable lessons I could have ever learnt. At any given time I believe we can reinvent ourselves, be whatever we want.....people change, it is their character and their morals that tend to stay the same. What today we see as a hardship may soon be interpreted as a blessing.....See how I can get sidetracked....what does that have to do with the painting....oh yes, I have had people say oh its two horses and a gorilla.....how they can see that is beyond me. no gorillas.....horses 3 of them. I guess art is like life, all a matter of interpretation. I hope you have the luxury to figure out whom you really are....it's a lifetime of lessons. I am ready for my next lesson. More when I am not so tired.